Volume 1 - Chapter 2

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The queen took me to another huge tent.

I’ve never dressed up like this. You could say that I’ve changed clothes. I changed into a robe that can’t really be considered a formal robe. It slightly resembled a tuxedo, but I had a collar around my neck while Queen Sisi held the rope in her hand.

The queen wore a narrow purple formal dress, but the cut looks a little high. The cut showed off the entirety of her white and ample thighs, which she arrogantly flaunted as she walked. Her small ivory-like round shoulders, perfect clavicles, and the tops of her breasts underneath her shoulders were also revealed. One of her breasts had a mesmerising mole.

Queen Sisi is probably as beautiful as Veirya I reckon. However, the queen flaunted her beauty a lot more arrogantly. She had absolute confidence in her beauty, which added to her beauty. She flaunted her perfect body and face to the world with absolute confidence, which also indicated that she could indeed captivate and mesmerise everyone.

It must be a very beautiful thing to be able to stay by her side as a normal person, I imagine. But I’m being treated as nothing but a dog and led around right now. The queen led me in a pleased fashion.

The soldiers by the side looked at me with a strange gaze, but they weren’t all shocked. Some of them were sympathetic. It looks like I’m not the first person the queen treated like this.

From first impressions, it looks like this queen is an extreme sadist, possessing sadistic tendencies towards everyone. And I just happened to be unfortunate enough to get tossed to her by Veirya, thus becoming this queen’s dog.

But this isn’t a bad thing entirely. I did manage to live after seeing Veirya’s blade drawn on me after all. She didn’t cut me down after I had refused. Instead, she tied me up and then dragged me along, making me her spoil of war.

Though this is humiliating, I do get to continue living in this world. Honestly, this situation feels foreign to me. Surreal. Despite me heading toward this army tent right now, despite me having a collar around my neck and being dragged along, it still feels unreal.

If I can live on in this world, how am I going to survive? I’d die if I was alone in this world, wouldn’t I? I definitely need someone to lead me in this world, so that I can live on. As for whether that person is the warrior Veirya or this sadistic queen, I don’t care either way. I just want to live. While I won’t be scared to die when the time calls for it, I want to live if I can live. And if possible, I want to live with dignity.

Now that’s not the most urgent matter at hand. Right now, I just need to get through this banquet. Will I be able to live an ordinary life if I can make the queen happy at this banquet? I initially worked as a secretary so I believe I can make the queen happy…

I think…

But I need to get through this banquet first, right?

Veirya should be the star of this banquet, or maybe the queen in front, or maybe the entire human race. I presume that because, based on the conversation before, the human warrior had personally slain the Demon King without assistance from the elves. Consequently, they should be able to take the leader position in the alliance since a human personally took the Demon King’s head.

I believe that, even if Veirya’s team members were to ignore the different bloody battles the races fought, the people in the rear are definitely planning things. The elves and gnomes are definitely thinking the same thing, and that is to claim that their warrior took the Demon King’s head.

In the eyes of the warrior and her small team, the members of the team are comrades, while the Demon King’s was the enemy. However, in the eyes of the people in the rear, they were enemies and the Demon King as just a trophy to prove their victory.

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